Mask


I think sometimes I trick my mind
Telling myself i'm perfectly fine
But when I lay at night
And close my eyes
I begin to cry
And hold my body tight

I'm once again reminded of my fears
And the taste of my bitter tears
Feeling all the broken years
That left me laying here

The scars left upon my cold skin
And the voices that bruised me within
Haunt me with every sip of gin
while I pray for a chance to finally win

So now maybe next time
Before I even begin to rhyme
I'll come to terms with this suffocating lie
And not longer try to hide

For what hurt me in the past still burns
I'ts my choice whether or not to learn

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